Tabitha’s A Dancer
Some time ago, I read a comment written by a ballerina about another dancer. To that point I’d never really understood dance, but her comment struck a chord within me and I saved it. I wrote a bit of a song then but put it away when I was unable to finish. Today, the Muse revisited.
Her original comment:“and yet another dancer picture that is so amazing. her arabesque is so perfect it hurts my eyes. and her foot…it’s beautiful. there’s something totally intoxicating about that beautiful simplicity. such clean lines carry layer upon layer of deep beauty due to excruciating hard work, but in that moment there is nothing but joy and passion. the love of movement…the ability to no longer dance a series of steps strung together, but to put them on like a glove and seamlessly make each step a part of every other step till they no longer exist alone and only the feeling that is pouring out is perceptible.”
Lyrics:
Tabitha’s a dancer
Under California skies
With an arabesque so perfect
It almost hurts your eyes
There’s something intoxicating
A beauty in simplicity
A song that is sung in movement
A movement born in joy
When she moves, the world is brighter (oh, brighter)
Allongé a pure delight
She turns the silence into music
And the stars lean in to watch her light
Every gesture speaks in silence
Every turn rewrites the air
She is fluent in the language
Only dancers truly share
All her moves are breath in motion
Flowing free, under control
She turns the silence into music
En l’air pouring from her soul
In that moment, only passion
Only joy, only release
And her steps, a living rhythm
Worn like skin, a seamless piece
Each movement folds into the other
Till the edges all are gone
What remains is pure emotion
Pouring out, one endless song
When she moves, the world is brighter (oh, brighter)
Every step’s a spark in the night
She turns the silence into music
And the stars lean in to watch her light
Tabitha’s a dancer
Under California skies
Her arabesque still lingers
Like the sunset in my eyes…